It must be lonely, sometimes, being an ardent believer in nothing. Where do atheists go to meet their fellow irreligionists? How does one feel a part of something that has no meeting house, no rituals and no shared faith except in the absence of anything to have faith in?

All of the usual misconceptions trotted out yet again. Atheists do not ‘believe in nothing’. Neither is it reasonable to assume that life is hollow and meaningless — ‘lonely’ — in the absence of a deity.